Katie leaned forward, her expressions softening. “Look, if there’s something you’re not telling us, it’s fine. We’re not going to judge you or anything. Just say the word, and we’ll help.”
I honestly wanted to tell them, "I really did, but how could I?" How could I explain the pain I’d been through these past few days without shattering everything.
“I’m fine, really,” I said, forcing another smile. “I just need to get back on my feet. Thanks for worrying, though.”
Katie didn’t seem convinced enough, but she didn’t argue further. “That’s fine,” she said almost in a whisper. “But promise me you’ll call us if you need anything. Even if it’s the middle of the night.”
“I promise.”
Nyla gave me a side hug, resting her head on my shoulder. “You’re not alone, Em. Whatever it is, we’re always
